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Wikipedia Poem, No. 511

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“the hoot makes / the grey sky / blue” Eileen Myles

you
can only
spit

between offices
or still never rhyme
versions

all over life
magazine
up reader

teeth full
of mouths
taste life

now’s
the time
reader

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